Wednesday, October 24, 2007
As of now, the story goes:
On a mysterious dark winter nite.... all 23 Ezoac-ians were mugging hard for a's, when a blinding flash of RED light shot through the sky. A high cold voice screamed, "STUPEFY" just as 23 GREEN bottles flew through their windows and the scroll in there said,
" roll call position, 50 counts"
The chosen 23 reluctantly started the count and dropped their mugging stuff. The winter air was chilling yet oddly refreshing. But.. where did the green bottle come from?
1...2...3...4...the ezoac-ians chanted. The green bottle continued to float mysteriously in mid-air. WHY SO SLOW???NEVER EAT ENOUGH PAO FOR BREAKFAST ISSIT?" the shrilly and hauntingly familiar voice shrieked and sent chills through every vein and bone in their bodies. besieged with fear, 23 pairs of feet quickened their pace, and eventually met up at Changi Jetty, just as the 49.9999999999999999999999999th count turned 50to their utter disbelief, the choppy sea has turned into a massive landscape of dark murky ice. The voice continued "I HAVE A MISSION FOR U. THE 23 OF U WILL FIND EVERYTHIN U NEED IN THAT ARMY BOTTLE" Mou's army bottle began to change into a green skiboard in a transformer-like fashion. Bewildered by the ingenuity and flexibility of the green tool, he exclaimed, "What an amazing wushu object!"
then everyone died
huoyuanjia music comes in.. 牟牟 牟牟 牟牟牟牟!
Flabbergasted by the humiliating lyrics, Wen strained her hands to reach for the 'revive' button on the green bottle. She had to fend for her husband! Yet she could not reach it in time!! Her fingers just inches away, everything went pitch black and deathly still. Too short. So she screamed! The 'revive' button got frightened into submission, and when everyone regained their sanity, they found a note dangling from the bottle:
ah! it's singapore's 1st nationawide blackout in decades!
As everything turned pitch black, someone asked 'where's ANA?'. A muffled cry arose and... Someone lighted a matchstick. Looking around them, the 22 ezoacians found a nicely pitched 6-man tent before them! Yet Ana was still nowhere to be seen. The flame went out, but before the world was plunged into darkness again, an eerie glow came from the depths of the tent and ana's voice resounded from within...
'hur matchstick went out? dun worry i got lighter!'
She relit the match stick (and got lighter!) and held it right up towards the mouth of the tent. The silhouette within seemed to have taken the shape of a human, only bigger, MUCH bigger.
"Keekeekk!", the 22 ezoacians thought a crow flew past, but looked up to see none in sight.
While they all cringed in fear, Aaron mustered all his courage and stood out. Drawing a sword from his green bottle, he trudged bravely towards the tent, thinking, “If I don’t make the first step, who will?"
Sword in hand, Aaron stepped forward with a wild flame alight in his eyes, and gravely raised the tent flap. Eyes widening in horror, shocked to the core, cold sweat glistening on his forehead, quivering in fear, he went 'EEEP! IT’S A BASILOCK!'
Aaron dropped to the floor, petrified, but face full of love and affection. He was struck with the curse of love! It was love not for the foul creature (THX.. u made me gay!) Not love in any common sense of the word, but the love of freedom and faith! Partly obscured by the large size of the creature, he could recognize the letters on a RED bottle. It was glowing. A fair distance away, but he was sure... the words read: 100 counts swim to pulau ubin.
Without wasting a second's time, jx strapped Aaron onto the skiboard and pushed him onto the ice. Suddenly...... CRACKKK! The ice was breaking up!!
"Damn you're heavy!" Yelled both as the moist slushy world overcame them.
"Look's like a seachief's gotta do what normally a life boat's gotta do." JX muttered under his breath.
He had been training his moobs to withstand the whole Niagara falls beating on them, and the ice felt like cotton wool on his pectoral muscles. At this moment, the whole batch cried out, “EARTH FIRE WIND WATER HEART!”
Then the fusion of the 5 basic elements began. The holier-than-thou JX mustered the last of his strength and sealed the 10 tailed basilock into Aaron’s body! Tired and weary, JX fell onto the ground. Identifying the call for help, our dedicated first aid chiefs dashed towards jx and just as xiaomei leaned closer to jx for a mouth to mouth resuscitation, a force brought him not to JX's lips, but right into the icy floor, his face starting to swell. The swell got bigger and bigger and without a warning, it exploded with a sickening splatter.
To everyone's horror and disgust, a layer of metal shone from under the flesh, and an LED light seemed to forshadow what horrors there were to come. Time was up, 100 counts had passed, and the batch had to pay for it. Without warning, the environment changed. 22 bodies found themselves amidst the garden of Eden, where this huge tree containing knowledgeable fruit stood before them. peng sing takes the first step towards the tree, reaching his hand out to grab a strange book dangling from the tree, titled, "Read Me And You Shall See"
He was taken aback by the tempting title on the book. Turning back at his batchmates, he realised...
He flipped open the pristine white pages of the book, only to find them all blank. until a familiar handsome scrawl began to appear...
我是小..雨....你....爱.....我.....吗........?
There was no pen, nor correction tape, so he bit his finger. but only very little blood. So he started dotting the words...
"I'm not comfortable with conversing in Chinese. Would English do?"
"ho ho ho" bellowed a loud voice from under the chimney..
"Can you ever trust your senses?" Just as these words were uttered, everything changed once again. The tree of knowledge had come to rot, the cover of the book turned black, the environment took on a bleak picture - darkness. All around scarecrows replaced the trees that once bore fruits. A rickety sign hangs above a well, green with age and mould, a stench of neglect and stagnancy heavy in the air.. the words could jus be made out,"SECRET GARDEN - OAC instructors only".
While all were still confounded by the ambiguity of this intimidating new environment and the welcoming words on the sign, someone took a step forward. Instantaneously, the eyes of the scarecrow nearest to them lit up and stared intently at them, as if it were very much alive and breathing. None of the instructors seemed to realise that someone amongst them has broken into cold sweat, in danger of a fainting spell. within moments, hanyun collapsed onto the cold hard granite. SOMEBODY HELP!!!!!"
A loud BEEP echoed thru the stunned silence and weixiang materialised beside the fallen hanyun. there was a strange but gentle smile on his torn face. A ray of soft light engulfed all 23...no wait. there were only 22 ezoacians there in that garden that night. one of them had gone missing... Amidst the speculation of what had happened, the ezoacians noticed a dark trail of blood on the ground. Their eyes followed the trail until it led to a wooden sign that says "Welcome to Battle Royale"
With a gentle glow on his face, a magical flow of energy channeled through the trusty First Aid chief into the fainted body. The next moment, Hanyun recovered from the fainting spell.
Turning to the batch, Weixiang said: "Tonight, we have to prove ourselves worthy of the title of Instructors. Tremulous times have passed, none as vital as the tasks we must face together"
27 Oct 07, He paused, then continued: " Go now fellow instructors! Go fulfil your destinies! For I will always be around, as a guiding force in the hour of darkness. Show the world what we are made of!"
destiny... the word echoed in the their minds. the first aid chiefs stood tall and magnificent like the tower of babel, and their 1st aid kit shone like a sabre that cleaved through the darkness. "let us observe..." said brandon, always the cool-headed one, "just where indeeed are we. Battle Royale? Pulau Ubin? ice? scarecrows? is this all just a figment of our imagination..." "or did someone throw in a few LSD pills into the jerry can which we filled our waterbottles with?"
"never doubt the integrity of the jerrycan guardians!" retorted hj, in defence of the worthy qms. "say..let's do something more exciting."
with that, she leaped into the air with an unearthly shriek and followed the trail of congealed blood, past the wooden sign, heading straight into the unknown. The batch hurried forward,closely behind. hj's footsteps fell like drumbeats against the warm embrace of mother earth, but such upbeat vibrant tribal atmosphere was not for long. they reached the end of the blood trail.. and a lone tree stood twisitng into the sky. up the bark was dripping, agonizingly slowly, upwards, a single ruby blood red, dripping a crimson comet trail of blood down into the earth below.
Squish! Eric's sandals yet once again sunk into the muddy red pool just beside the tree. "Yuck!" He exclaimed. "I think I see a wooden chest right up on that tree," Eric exclaimed as he jumped around, hoping all the mud would just dissolve away. "Job for the airchiefs!" Shouted Mou and Shiu in unison, as they effortlessly scaled the old tree..*drip*
all of a sudden, the tree started swaying; leaves began to rustle; a chilling wind ensued. an image of the tree in whomping-willow fashion appeared in junhua's mind. she feared for ...his safety
high up in the dense foliage, mou gekked all ten of his abs and prised the chest open. bated breath, they looked inside to find a torn sch uniform, bloodstained, with an OAC badge in plain sight. suddenly everything was silent..too quiet..and before anyone knew, the branches began to move and trash about violently, determined to eradicate the intruders.. a voice echoes in junhua's head: it's now up to you. Hesitate and neither will see tmrw's dawn. That choice lies in your hands and only yours. now CHOOSE!
Brave like she's always been, jh started making her way towards the aggressive tree, seemingly fearless of what lies ahead. But there was something peculiar about her behaviour. Her eyes were dazed and lifeless, and she was oblivious to the frantic attempts to hold her back from the tree. Just as jh was about to reach for the branch that says “one shall die and the other shall live”, she awoke with a jolt. It was a trap! But the voice that’s been intruding her head sounded strangely familiar, like it belonged to someone she knew… ---someone's been shouting in my head. no wonder it's been hurting the whole day. i wonder who?---
Too late! Caught between a fury of swinging branches, she was at a point of no return. "Throw me the hemps!" She shouted, and with clockwork efficiency, the PnO chiefs began to ensnare the branches, which could do nothing but struggle desperately. Upon witnessing their hapless running partner Junhua trying desperately to secure the hemps to the main branch, Fungmin and Tracy dashed forward, and the speed at which the work was done nearly quadrupled! Teamwork --- that was their last partner in arms.
On a mysterious dark winter nite.... all 23 Ezoac-ians were mugging hard for a's, when a blinding flash of RED light shot through the sky. A high cold voice screamed, "STUPEFY" just as 23 GREEN bottles flew through their windows and the scroll in there said,
" roll call position, 50 counts"
The chosen 23 reluctantly started the count and dropped their mugging stuff. The winter air was chilling yet oddly refreshing. But.. where did the green bottle come from?
1...2...3...4...the ezoac-ians chanted. The green bottle continued to float mysteriously in mid-air. WHY SO SLOW???NEVER EAT ENOUGH PAO FOR BREAKFAST ISSIT?" the shrilly and hauntingly familiar voice shrieked and sent chills through every vein and bone in their bodies. besieged with fear, 23 pairs of feet quickened their pace, and eventually met up at Changi Jetty, just as the 49.9999999999999999999999999th count turned 50to their utter disbelief, the choppy sea has turned into a massive landscape of dark murky ice. The voice continued "I HAVE A MISSION FOR U. THE 23 OF U WILL FIND EVERYTHIN U NEED IN THAT ARMY BOTTLE" Mou's army bottle began to change into a green skiboard in a transformer-like fashion. Bewildered by the ingenuity and flexibility of the green tool, he exclaimed, "What an amazing wushu object!"
then everyone died
huoyuanjia music comes in.. 牟牟 牟牟 牟牟牟牟!
Flabbergasted by the humiliating lyrics, Wen strained her hands to reach for the 'revive' button on the green bottle. She had to fend for her husband! Yet she could not reach it in time!! Her fingers just inches away, everything went pitch black and deathly still. Too short. So she screamed! The 'revive' button got frightened into submission, and when everyone regained their sanity, they found a note dangling from the bottle:
ah! it's singapore's 1st nationawide blackout in decades!
As everything turned pitch black, someone asked 'where's ANA?'. A muffled cry arose and... Someone lighted a matchstick. Looking around them, the 22 ezoacians found a nicely pitched 6-man tent before them! Yet Ana was still nowhere to be seen. The flame went out, but before the world was plunged into darkness again, an eerie glow came from the depths of the tent and ana's voice resounded from within...
'hur matchstick went out? dun worry i got lighter!'
She relit the match stick (and got lighter!) and held it right up towards the mouth of the tent. The silhouette within seemed to have taken the shape of a human, only bigger, MUCH bigger.
"Keekeekk!", the 22 ezoacians thought a crow flew past, but looked up to see none in sight.
While they all cringed in fear, Aaron mustered all his courage and stood out. Drawing a sword from his green bottle, he trudged bravely towards the tent, thinking, “If I don’t make the first step, who will?"
Sword in hand, Aaron stepped forward with a wild flame alight in his eyes, and gravely raised the tent flap. Eyes widening in horror, shocked to the core, cold sweat glistening on his forehead, quivering in fear, he went 'EEEP! IT’S A BASILOCK!'
Aaron dropped to the floor, petrified, but face full of love and affection. He was struck with the curse of love! It was love not for the foul creature (THX.. u made me gay!) Not love in any common sense of the word, but the love of freedom and faith! Partly obscured by the large size of the creature, he could recognize the letters on a RED bottle. It was glowing. A fair distance away, but he was sure... the words read: 100 counts swim to pulau ubin.
Without wasting a second's time, jx strapped Aaron onto the skiboard and pushed him onto the ice. Suddenly...... CRACKKK! The ice was breaking up!!
"Damn you're heavy!" Yelled both as the moist slushy world overcame them.
"Look's like a seachief's gotta do what normally a life boat's gotta do." JX muttered under his breath.
He had been training his moobs to withstand the whole Niagara falls beating on them, and the ice felt like cotton wool on his pectoral muscles. At this moment, the whole batch cried out, “EARTH FIRE WIND WATER HEART!”
Then the fusion of the 5 basic elements began. The holier-than-thou JX mustered the last of his strength and sealed the 10 tailed basilock into Aaron’s body! Tired and weary, JX fell onto the ground. Identifying the call for help, our dedicated first aid chiefs dashed towards jx and just as xiaomei leaned closer to jx for a mouth to mouth resuscitation, a force brought him not to JX's lips, but right into the icy floor, his face starting to swell. The swell got bigger and bigger and without a warning, it exploded with a sickening splatter.
To everyone's horror and disgust, a layer of metal shone from under the flesh, and an LED light seemed to forshadow what horrors there were to come. Time was up, 100 counts had passed, and the batch had to pay for it. Without warning, the environment changed. 22 bodies found themselves amidst the garden of Eden, where this huge tree containing knowledgeable fruit stood before them. peng sing takes the first step towards the tree, reaching his hand out to grab a strange book dangling from the tree, titled, "Read Me And You Shall See"
He was taken aback by the tempting title on the book. Turning back at his batchmates, he realised...
He flipped open the pristine white pages of the book, only to find them all blank. until a familiar handsome scrawl began to appear...
我是小..雨....你....爱.....我.....吗........?
There was no pen, nor correction tape, so he bit his finger. but only very little blood. So he started dotting the words...
"I'm not comfortable with conversing in Chinese. Would English do?"
"ho ho ho" bellowed a loud voice from under the chimney..
"Can you ever trust your senses?" Just as these words were uttered, everything changed once again. The tree of knowledge had come to rot, the cover of the book turned black, the environment took on a bleak picture - darkness. All around scarecrows replaced the trees that once bore fruits. A rickety sign hangs above a well, green with age and mould, a stench of neglect and stagnancy heavy in the air.. the words could jus be made out,"SECRET GARDEN - OAC instructors only".
While all were still confounded by the ambiguity of this intimidating new environment and the welcoming words on the sign, someone took a step forward. Instantaneously, the eyes of the scarecrow nearest to them lit up and stared intently at them, as if it were very much alive and breathing. None of the instructors seemed to realise that someone amongst them has broken into cold sweat, in danger of a fainting spell. within moments, hanyun collapsed onto the cold hard granite. SOMEBODY HELP!!!!!"
A loud BEEP echoed thru the stunned silence and weixiang materialised beside the fallen hanyun. there was a strange but gentle smile on his torn face. A ray of soft light engulfed all 23...no wait. there were only 22 ezoacians there in that garden that night. one of them had gone missing... Amidst the speculation of what had happened, the ezoacians noticed a dark trail of blood on the ground. Their eyes followed the trail until it led to a wooden sign that says "Welcome to Battle Royale"
Turning to the batch, Weixiang said: "Tonight, we have to prove ourselves worthy of the title of Instructors. Tremulous times have passed, none as vital as the tasks we must face together"
27 Oct 07, He paused, then continued: " Go now fellow instructors! Go fulfil your destinies! For I will always be around, as a guiding force in the hour of darkness. Show the world what we are made of!"
destiny... the word echoed in the their minds. the first aid chiefs stood tall and magnificent like the tower of babel, and their 1st aid kit shone like a sabre that cleaved through the darkness. "let us observe..." said brandon, always the cool-headed one, "just where indeeed are we. Battle Royale? Pulau Ubin? ice? scarecrows? is this all just a figment of our imagination..." "or did someone throw in a few LSD pills into the jerry can which we filled our waterbottles with?"
"never doubt the integrity of the jerrycan guardians!" retorted hj, in defence of the worthy qms. "say..let's do something more exciting."
with that, she leaped into the air with an unearthly shriek and followed the trail of congealed blood, past the wooden sign, heading straight into the unknown. The batch hurried forward,closely behind. hj's footsteps fell like drumbeats against the warm embrace of mother earth, but such upbeat vibrant tribal atmosphere was not for long. they reached the end of the blood trail.. and a lone tree stood twisitng into the sky. up the bark was dripping, agonizingly slowly, upwards, a single ruby blood red, dripping a crimson comet trail of blood down into the earth below.
Squish! Eric's sandals yet once again sunk into the muddy red pool just beside the tree. "Yuck!" He exclaimed. "I think I see a wooden chest right up on that tree," Eric exclaimed as he jumped around, hoping all the mud would just dissolve away. "Job for the airchiefs!" Shouted Mou and Shiu in unison, as they effortlessly scaled the old tree..*drip*
all of a sudden, the tree started swaying; leaves began to rustle; a chilling wind ensued. an image of the tree in whomping-willow fashion appeared in junhua's mind. she feared for ...his safety
high up in the dense foliage, mou gekked all ten of his abs and prised the chest open. bated breath, they looked inside to find a torn sch uniform, bloodstained, with an OAC badge in plain sight. suddenly everything was silent..too quiet..and before anyone knew, the branches began to move and trash about violently, determined to eradicate the intruders.. a voice echoes in junhua's head: it's now up to you. Hesitate and neither will see tmrw's dawn. That choice lies in your hands and only yours. now CHOOSE!
Brave like she's always been, jh started making her way towards the aggressive tree, seemingly fearless of what lies ahead. But there was something peculiar about her behaviour. Her eyes were dazed and lifeless, and she was oblivious to the frantic attempts to hold her back from the tree. Just as jh was about to reach for the branch that says “one shall die and the other shall live”, she awoke with a jolt. It was a trap! But the voice that’s been intruding her head sounded strangely familiar, like it belonged to someone she knew… ---someone's been shouting in my head. no wonder it's been hurting the whole day. i wonder who?---
Too late! Caught between a fury of swinging branches, she was at a point of no return. "Throw me the hemps!" She shouted, and with clockwork efficiency, the PnO chiefs began to ensnare the branches, which could do nothing but struggle desperately. Upon witnessing their hapless running partner Junhua trying desperately to secure the hemps to the main branch, Fungmin and Tracy dashed forward, and the speed at which the work was done nearly quadrupled! Teamwork --- that was their last partner in arms.
to be continued...
Compiled and edited by: aaron, junhua (as of now)
HAPPY READING!
{11:11 PM}
Hey all! If you have not already noticed the large influx of responses to an innocent little tag:
shiu: yawnn im freakin sian lets play a game! Continue the story: On a mysterious dark winter nite....
Yup so read on, and you know what to do by now!
Jiayou for A's!!!!!
shiu: yawnn im freakin sian lets play a game! Continue the story: On a mysterious dark winter nite....
Yup so read on, and you know what to do by now!
Jiayou for A's!!!!!
{10:04 PM}
Monday, October 15, 2007
ahaha! this is the 100th entry for the ezoac blog! woo woo woo... actually 100 is very little for a 1 year old blog. but nvm (:
btw, here's something random i got frm 6 people with the NICEST desktops. heheh. you can start guessing who they belong to! no prizes lol.
hj
btw, here's something random i got frm 6 people with the NICEST desktops. heheh. you can start guessing who they belong to! no prizes lol.
hj
{6:18 PM}
Thursday, October 11, 2007
haha just to spice up the blog...we graduated!!..ares people at least ;p
anw i think we did great for fos, rest well everyone (=
{10:07 PM}
Wednesday, October 03, 2007
Okay people this is your PT Air chief bringing you the latest in Premiership news:
FOS is next THURSDAY. 11th Oct.
4pm- 8pm. (latest. if you want an early end, just fake injury. Consult Huang Cheng actors for tips.)
sports:
can everyone sms me at 92293904 to tell me what sport you 2wanna play? give me two choices.
Allocation on a 1st zham 1st play basis. if you're too late to inform me, i'll just slot you in into whatever obscene lame sport. (like hula-hoops.)
If you are unable to make it, please sms me too.
PLEASE PASS THE MESSAGE CAUSE ONLY SO FEW READ THIS BLOG.
tips:
just relllaaaxxx dudes and gals. FOS is for fun and spirit and etc only! A great chance to sit at the benches and talk crap and see our juniors!Please go mug and don't train at all.
if you all are sick and tired of mugging, please go do random fanciful exercises at home to scare your mom and improve fitness!
exercises, for inspiration, include:
V for Very Hiong sit ups
running
stair climbing
Experiemental Gekking
Afterwhich, meet you people next thursday
-Mou.
FOS is next THURSDAY. 11th Oct.
4pm- 8pm. (latest. if you want an early end, just fake injury. Consult Huang Cheng actors for tips.)
sports:
- FRISBEE [6 players] -20min-break-20min-
- SOCCER [8 players] -30min-break-30min-
- CAPTAIN'S BALL [5 players] -20min-break-20min-
can everyone sms me at 92293904 to tell me what sport you 2wanna play? give me two choices.
Allocation on a 1st zham 1st play basis. if you're too late to inform me, i'll just slot you in into whatever obscene lame sport. (like hula-hoops.)
If you are unable to make it, please sms me too.
PLEASE PASS THE MESSAGE CAUSE ONLY SO FEW READ THIS BLOG.
tips:
just relllaaaxxx dudes and gals. FOS is for fun and spirit and etc only! A great chance to sit at the benches and talk crap and see our juniors!
if you all are sick and tired of mugging, please go do random fanciful exercises at home to scare your mom and improve fitness!
exercises, for inspiration, include:
V for Very Hiong sit ups
running
stair climbing
Experiemental Gekking
Afterwhich, meet you people next thursday
-Mou.
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{5:35 PM}